"Bzzzz! Bzzzz!"
The Golden Dragon Spear kept trembling and humming, trying to break free of Yang Ming's grasp, answer Wang Qiu'er's call, and return to her side.
Through his Rinnegan, Yang Ming discovered a fate mark on the Golden Dragon Spear, intimately linked to Wang Qiu'er.
Yang Ming clicked his tongue. A spatial rift silently opened behind him, offering a faint glimpse of the Eighteen Levels of Hell and the flowing waters of the Yellow Springs. That was the world of the dead, Yang Ming's own Six Paths Reincarnation World.
With a toss of his hand, Yang Ming sent the Golden Dragon Spear helplessly into the Six Paths Reincarnation World. The instant it entered, it settled down completely and no longer willfully tried to escape.
After all, however small the Six Paths Reincarnation World was, it was still a world unto itself. The barrier between worlds naturally cut off the secret influence that Douluo Star's world consciousness exerted on the Golden Dragon Spear.
"Rumble! Rumble!"
Several peals of muffled thunder sounded in the daytime sky, as though the world consciousness was furious.
Yang Ming paid it little attention. The world consciousness could not do anything to him directly; it could only pose a threat by secretly influencing the minds of humans and soul beasts.
But with strength that now towered above all under heaven, Yang Ming no longer feared such threats. However many came, he would simply kill them all.
Seeing Wang Qiu'er attack him again, Yang Ming smiled faintly and vanished from the spot.
When Yang Ming disappeared from her sight, Wang Qiu'er's heart jolted in alarm. Before she could react, however, pain struck the back of her head. Her vision went black, and she immediately lost consciousness.
Yang Ming withdrew his knife-hand strike and caught Wang Qiu'er's limp